Principal of Revenge Chapter 7
Hours later, Devon’s office was finally empty. He rubbed his temples. It had taken way too much powder and persuasion to convince the student body that Bryce and Bethany were the victim of a prank taken too far. Technically, this was true, he just didn’t explain how or why. Or who. Luckily, no one really asked about it, they just wanted to be assured it wouldn’t happen to them. The two involved in the incident wouldn’t be held responsible for their actions by the school, but it remained to be seen how the other students would treat them. Finally, this day was over. He stood and left the office. Even though it was so late he scanned the hallway to see if Marissa was waiting for him. He didn’t expect her to be, and honestly he was relieved she wasn’t. He needed to figure out what he was going to do with her.
Everyone was on pins and needles the next day. Marissa could hear students whispering and for once it wasn’t about her. Some were trying to act as though nothing had happened the previous day. Most were giving Bryce and Bethany a large berth of distance. If they had been targeted once, they could be again. Bethany didn’t handle the scrutiny well. Her good girl act had been exposed and by the end of the day almost every guy at school had propositioned her. Marissa had a twinge of regret, only because an innocent person had ended up involved.
The day crawled by for her as she knew Devon would be mad at her actions. She was sure there would be some sort of punishment, she just didn’t know what. It really didn’t matter what it was, she would get through it. He was worth it. Even so, when the day was over she hesitated before knocking on his door. She supposed she could just leave. Maybe he’d calm down. Or maybe he’d get more upset. She sighed. She should just knock. If she left she’d only be postponing the inevitable. There was no way she would leave him permanently. She knocked on the door.
“Come in.”
Marissa noticed a glint in Devon’s eyes that she had never seen before. She wasn’t sure what it meant for her, but she was sure it wasn’t good.
“I’m glad you came today. I thought you may try to disappear, which would only make things worse for yourself.” Devon stood and walked around to the front of his desk and leaned against it. “We need to talk and, well, take care of a few things. Go ahead and sit.”
Marissa sat, her eyes never moving from the man in front of her. She couldn’t help but think that this afternoon would be painful. Suddenly her throat felt dry.
“Why? Why would you do that?” He tried to keep from yelling, his voice trembled with the strain.
Shrilly she responded, “Why? Why wouldn’t I? Bryce has always been an ass, but he was the main one keeping the rumors about me going because he didn’t want it to be noticed that he was fucking someone other than his girlfriend! He deserved it!”
“So revenge?”
Marissa’s eyes narrowed, “Yes.”
Devon set his hand gently on her shoulder. “I get that, I do; did Bethany deserve this?”
Her eyes lowered to her feet. “No, she wasn’t supposed to ask for some of the water.”
“Exactly. Things like revenge have to be planned, and planned well. I understand the need for revenge. Honestly, I’m working towards some of my own.” Marissa raised her eyes to his face. She couldn’t help but wonder why he needed revenge. What happened to him to make him feel this way?
“I tell you what, Marissa. Why don’t you help me get my revenge and I will help you if you feel like you need some more?”
She bit her lip and nodded. “Yes, of course I’ll help you! What did they do to you to warrant revenge? Or do you not want to tell me?”
“I’ll tell you a bit now and more later. When I moved here the town wasn’t as integrated as it is now. I was a small boy and my family was the first darker skinned people to have the gall to
move here. There were others that lived in the country and along the outskirts but none in the center of town. We were all treated poorly but I was the one beaten and abused daily. People that vile will never change, until they are taught a real lesson. A truth. I will make them change.”
Tears slid down her face, “I’m sorry.”
“You didn’t do it, and you agree to help me right the wrong. First, we have to deal with a punishment. Not only did you not drink the water I gave you, you then gave it to people without my permission.” He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. “I need you to understand that you do only what I want. If you think you have a thought you tell me and I will decide what to do about it. Let’s try it. What do you think I should do to punish you?”
Marissa’s mind raced. She didn’t want to be punished and she definitely didn’t want to have to choose the punishment. “Umm, spankings?”
“They’ll be a start. Go ahead and bend over the desk.” She obeyed but he could tell she was nervous. Apparently Marissa wasn’t used to getting in trouble. Hopefully that meant this type of thing wouldn’t happen often. “Don’t bother counting them. You’ll get them until either I’m tired or bored.” He smacked her ass hard. He liked smacking it. He enjoyed the yelp of pain she let out, enjoyed the soft flesh under his hand. He kept spanking her; sometimes hard, sometimes soft. He liked watching the pale white skin become pink and then red. Most of all though he enjoyed smelling her arousal. “Do you smell yourself? I sure do. Here I am spanking you and your cunt is betraying you. It’s enjoying your pain. Are you wet?”
“Yes.”
“Are you horny?”
“God yes.”
“Good, but we’re not done yet.” Suddenly he stopped spanking her bright red ass. “If you plan on helping me in the future, I need to know you will listen to what I tell you to do. Even if you don’t understand why, or don’t agree. Here, drink some water first.” he said while handing her a glass.
Marissa hesitated when she saw it. It was over half full, much fuller than she had ever had at one time. Even so, she reached for it and drank it down. If he wanted to her to do something she would do it. Whether it was part of the punishment or just a part of life. The effects were immediate with her skin instantly flushing. The desire already coursing through her was amplified. Her sensitive nipples rubbed against her shirt making her rip it off and toss it to the ground. Her cunt leaked and felt as though it was on fire. She needed something in it to make it feel better. She felt so empty. Her hand inched towards her clit wanting to relieve some of the need.
“Uh uh, missy. That’s mine and I will decide when and if you get to cum.”
She pulled her hand back.
“Listen to my words. You are mine. You do what I want, when I want. You only do what I want. You want to be mine, right?”
“Yes, I want to be yours.”
“Good. Then you just have to obey me. That’s easy, right?” She nodded. “That’s good to hear. Now I’m betting you feel really hot and bothered right now, don’t you? As if testing, his hand rubbed against her breast as she moaned. “Now it’s time for your punishment. I’m going to play with your body, but you can’t cum. If you get close tell me to stop. You can beg me to let you cum and maybe I’ll decide to let you do so. If you cum without permission though, your next punishment will be worse.”
Marissa whimpered. She wasn’t sure how she could stop herself from cumming as her skin already felt like fire and his hands were electric shocks. She moaned with his hands merely cupping her breasts. Her breathing hitched as his fingers trailed down to her nipples. “Stop!” she nearly screamed.
Her loudness momentarily made Devon question his hold over her. “Why should I stop?”
“Because you told me not to cum.”
“Are you that sensitive that just my fingers here on your nipples makes you want to cum?” he asked as he playfully stroked them.
She flinched with every stroke as she choked out “Yes, yes. Please stop.”
He pulled his hands away. “I may have given you a bit too much to drink. Oh well, more fun for me. Now sit.”
He grabbed her knees and pulled them apart. He could hear her ragged breathing. Part of him wanted to comfort her, but he needed her on board. She had to understand that he was in charge or this wouldn’t work. It would be better to know that now than in a few months. Her breathing increased as his hands slid up her thighs. “I still can smell you. You’re still dripping wet. Maybe before you leave, I’ll let you cum. Would you like that?” Silently she nodded. His finger brushed against her swollen clit.
She tried to pull away from him but couldn’t. With that realization she whispered, “Please stop. Don’t let me cum.”
“Good girl. You are good at this game!” She tried to smile as tears welled up in her eyes. He could tell she was already close to begging. They were already close to the end. “Now let’s see how you do being filled.” Quickly he slipped two fingers into her wet and needy cunt. He watched as she bit her lip and moaned trying to ignore her need to cum. He felt her muscles contract around him.
“Please stop. Please, I don’t want to cum! I...I mean I do, but you haven’t said to yet.” Tears silently slid down her cheeks as he eased his fingers out of her.
“I’m confused do you want to cum or not?” he asked as pushed back into her.
She moaned in need or frustration, he couldn’t tell. “Please, please let me cum.”
“Oh so you do want to cum.” he teased as pushed his fingers in and out of her. “If I let you cum will you be mine?
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, I’ll be yours.”
“If I let you cum, you have to agree I’m in charge. I have to be if you belong to me, right?”
“Yes.”
“If I let you cum you agree to do whatever I want, no matter what it is, is that alright with you?”
“Yes.” she whispered, her wide eyes vacant as she stared into his own.
He pulled his fingers away from her. “Open your mouth.” He shoved his juice covered fingers into her mouth. “Clean your mess up.” She did as she was told licking and sucking on each of his fingers. “Good girl.” He wiped away the tears on her face. “If I told you to hurt someone for me, would you do it?”
“Yes,” she nodded.
“Yes what?”
“Yes I would do anything for you. I would hurt someone.
“If I told you to fuck someone or something, would you do it?”
“ Yes I would fuck someone. Some...something! Anything!”
“And if I ask you to betray someone? How far will you go for me?”
“I’ll betray, I’ll...betray my own mother! I’ll fuck my dog! I’ll hurt myself! Fuucckk! I don’t care!
“I might just test you on some of that little girl.”
“I just need you.”
“That’s right. And as long as you have me everything will be alright. You need me to take care of you, to make all of the decisions and you, well, all you have to do is listen and obey. Can you do that?”
“Yes, of course. Please. I’ll do that.”
He smiled at her rambling. “Good. Now stand up and bend over the desk. I think your wet cunt needs to be filled.” She jumped up so fast someone would have thought she was running away from something not towards a hard fucking. He couldn’t resist a few more slaps to her still red bottom before shoving his cock into her. “You may cum now.” He instantly felt her body shudder around him.
“Thank you, thank you” he heard as he pounded her hard and fast, his hands grabbing her tender flesh. They finished quickly, both of them nearly to their limit before they had started. Devon knew between the drug and punishment she would need attention so he made sure to help her get cleaned up and redressed.
“Now remember that was punishment. It is over now, so all is forgiven. I do have something for you to do for me. I will be starting my own revenge next year. One of the people I need to help is a girl named Lydia P. She will have classes and lunch with you next semester. I want you to befriend her, talk to her, try to find out what she likes. Things like that. Make it be natural though. Tell her I’m nice and have helped you with things. I want her to be open to talking to me.”
Marissa nodded as she bit her lower lip. “Sir what you do with her. Is it revenge or are you replacing me?”
The question took him by surprise. Out of everything that had happened that afternoon that was what stuck with her? He smiled. “If I was replacing you I wouldn’t have bothered punishing you. You are mine, forever. She is a project for my revenge and will be treated as such. You have nothing to worry about. She will be worked on and then gone from our lives.”
Marissa nodded with a smile on her face.